Hello my lovely readers, I know we all hate long ass A/Ns so I'll make it short.

This is a thing that's been floating around in my head for quite some time now.

And if you all like it, I will continue it 'cause in my head there is a past and future to this...

Now, please read and enjoy!

I felt him in my arms, small, sweet, and innocent.

I rocked him slowly, my little baby brother.

I could see his dirty blonde hair sticking up everywhere in that disastrous disarray.

I smoothed it back, calming the ocean of hair of his head.

Nothing else in this world mattered, just me and him.

Not the blaring sirens, the flashing lights, the frightened sobs.

Just me and him.

I felt something roll down my cheek, warm and wet where it slid.

It fell off my cheek, down onto his smooth forehead.

I could feel the sobs threatening to break through, the overwhelming grief not far behind it.

I clutched him to me tighter, fighting off the inevitable thoughts running through my head.

A shattered window, a panicked scream.

I fought them all away.

Just me and him.

The tears fell faster as the sobs broke through.

He couldn't be…

I shook my head, refusing to believe it.

I cupped his cheek, admiring the soft curves of his mouth, his long black lashes, the scar above his right eye, the stitches just recently taken out.

I swept the stray locks from his face, uncovering his closed eyes.

I could picture the dark blue eyes hidden beneath the lids.

My breathing came in gasps as I tried to understand the situation.

Just me and him.

I crushed him to my chest shaking and sobbing as my walls crumbled down, leaving a wave of destruction where it fell.

No…no….NO!

It couldn't happen, it couldn't!

I saw footsteps come toward me and my baby brother.

I held him tighter, daring the intruder to try and take him from me.

The intruder kneeled down in front of me.

"Bella?" a familiar voice said.

I dragged my eyes away from the boy in my arms to the person in front of me.

I remembered his face, but I couldn't bring myself to care.

"He….he's gone." I found myself saying before I was overcome with choked sobs.

The face looked down at him, my little brother, before swallowing and looking up at me.

When I looked closer at the person's eyes, I found slight traces of tears threatening to pour down his face.

He bit his lip, as if he was having trouble trying to form words.

"I know, Bella… I know."

A wayward tear fell down his face, betraying the sorrow within.

His hand reached out, as if to touch the innocence in my arms.

I jerked back, dragging my brother with me, before rocking back and forth again.

He stood there, his hand outstretched, the look of absolute remorse on his face.

"Bella… I need to see him."

"No… No." I said, shaking my head back and forth, still rocking.

"Bella, I promise we'll take good care of him."

I sniffed, slightly apprehensive to letting him have my baby brother.

"Promise?" I timidly asked.

"I'll look after him myself." He said, the sincerity ringing in his voice.

I paused, unwilling to let go of him and this ignorant haven.

I unsteadily lifted his head slightly, handing him over to this person.

The person grabbed him from me, lifting him with the upmost reverence.

"Wait." I say in a raspy voice, "Can't I just…say goodbye?"

The person hesitates for a mere moment before kneeling down again.

I crawl over, holding my brothers face in my hands one last time, kissing his forehead softly,

putting all my love and grief into that one simple peck.

I pull back and the person leaves, walking away with my heart, my sanity, my brother.

In my head I hear a snap as I shatter into a thousand pieces.

Please review and tell me if you want me to continue it 'cause I have a very good idea of how this is gonna go...

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